Upon hearing what Ethan just said.
The boss hesitated, his gaze shifting to Ethan's calm but piercing eyes. After a moment, he exhaled and finally spoke.
"Five hundred million dollars."
Ethan's eyebrows twitched slightly at the figure, though his expression remained composed. Five hundred million… that's exactly the amount the Silver family lost when they were forced to withdraw from the York family contracts. His mind began to piece things together, a faint thread of opportunity forming in his thoughts. This isn't just a bounty—it's leverage.
The boss, seeing Ethan's reaction, continued cautiously, his voice still hoarse.
"That's what went to my account for the job. But the person who wants you dead… they might've paid more. Hell, for all I know, it could've been a billion."
At that moment Ethan's eyebrows raised just a fraction at that revelation, his mind sharpening even further.